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KARAI stared out the window, watching the city blur past as Rodrigo hummed along to the radio, tapping his fingers on the wheel. He was in a good mood, unlike me. Parties. I never liked them—unless they involved strategies, tracking criminals, and taking down the bad guys. Those, I excelled at. This? Not so much. "Come on, cheer up, sweet Kara," Rodrigo teased, flashing me a grin. I sighed. "I only agreed to come because you asked nicely." He scoffed, rolling his eyes like I'd just insulted him. "I promise it'll be fun." I didn’t bother answering. Instead, I turned my attention back to the streets, silently hoping the event would be over before I lost my mind. The car eventually came to a stop in front of a massive building. Rodrigo stepped out first, coming around to open my door before taking my hand in his. Lately, he had made a habit of holding my hand whenever he could, and I had stopped protesting. It was pointless. The moment we stepped inside, something shifted
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KARAI stared out the window, watching the city blur past as Rodrigo hummed along to the radio, tapping his fingers on the wheel. He was in a good mood, unlike me. Parties. I never liked them—unless they involved strategies, tracking criminals, and taking down the bad guys. Those, I excelled at. This? Not so much. "Come on, cheer up, sweet Kara," Rodrigo teased, flashing me a grin. I sighed. "I only agreed to come because you asked nicely." He scoffed, rolling his eyes like I'd just insulted him. "I promise it'll be fun." I didn’t bother answering. Instead, I turned my attention back to the streets, silently hoping the event would be over before I lost my mind. The car eventually came to a stop in front of a massive building. Rodrigo stepped out first, coming around to open my door before taking my hand in his. Lately, he had made a habit of holding my hand whenever he could, and I had stopped protesting. It was pointless. The moment we stepped inside, something shifted
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DYLANI downed my fourth glass of whiskey, barely acknowledging the curious stares from those passing by. My mind was a fucking mess. Closing my eyes, I let my thoughts drift—to *her*. Those perfect, tiny lips wrapped tightly around my cock, those slender legs locked around my waist as I pounded into her, dragging her into ecstasy. Fuck. I was going insane over a Neotide I hadn't even spoken to since my Wolf scented her as mine—who might not even be mine to claim. The glass was halfway to my lips when a familiar voice cut through my haze. "The night's still young to be this drunk, isn't it, Brother?" I didn't bother turning. "None of your fucking business." Thiago laughed, the sound irritatingly carefree as he took the empty chair next to mine. My brother and I were cut from different cloth. He was the golden son, the obedient one, our father's pride and joy. Me? I had always been the pain in the ass. The one who pushed boundaries. The one our mother favored until she
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The blaring ring of my alarm shattered the silence, yanking me out of sleep. I groaned, blindly reaching for the clock, shutting it off with more force than necessary. My head ached—a dull, persistent throb that made me wince as I rubbed my temples. Sunlight streamed through the parted curtains, golden rays piercing into my room, chasing away the remnants of sleep. I forced myself out of bed and took a quick shower, letting the cold water snap me awake. Dressed in slacks and a hoodie, I made my way downstairs, drawn by the scent of breakfast already laid out. Everyone was gathered around the table—everyone except Rodrigo. “Kara!” Malia’s excited voice rang out the moment I stepped into the room. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and before I could even take a seat, she was already leaning forward. “How was last night? Spill!” I froze mid-step as every pair of eyes turned toward me. “I heard you guys come in late, but I let you sleep,” Malia continued, waving her fork. “Now
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DYLAN’S POVThe execution of my plan was supposed to begin today. Or so I thought. But as the hours passed, I realized how much I had underestimated the weight of it all. The tension coiled in my gut, suffocating, unbearable. I could barely function under its grip. The thought of her—of how she would react—consumed me. Would she accept the truth? Would she accept me? We had barely spoken about how she was turned, and a small, reckless part of me clung to the hope that it might mean she wouldn’t resist. That she might already feel the pull toward me, even if she refused to acknowledge it. I kept telling myself this was for the best. That claiming her, binding her to me, was the only way forward. But my hands still shook with anticipation. The car came to a stop, jerking me back to the present. I exhaled sharply, pushing open the door and stepping out. My gaze lifted to the towering glass building before me—a place that had once been my refuge. After my mother died, I had buried
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"What the hell just happened? And why would Neotides attack my house?“I demanded answers the second we stepped into Rodrigo’s house, my voice sharp, my chest still heaving from the adrenaline. Rodrigo barely glanced at me before steering me toward the stairs. “Relax, Kara. Go take a shower, and I promise to explain everything.” There was no room for protest. His hand on my back was firm, pushing me up the stairs like a father sending a reckless child to bed. I bit back a retort, my heart still racing. The attack had been brutal, unexpected. The fear in Kelly’s eyes haunted me. Stepping into my old room, I found her sprawled across the bed, her chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. Her limbs were flung carelessly, as if sleep had taken her hostage before she could find a comfortable position. My fingers traced the soft curve of her cheek. She had seen me shift. And she had looked at me like I was a monster. A heavy sigh left my lips. I'd have to face her when she woke
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KARA I barely made it to the bathroom before my stomach lurched, emptying everything I had inside me. My belly churned violently, and I gagged, throwing up again, my throat burning. I gripped the cold edges of the sink, my body trembling as I forced myself to rinse my mouth, splashing water on my face. My eyes were red, swollen, furious. The nerve he had—kissing me like he fucking meant it, only to have his *fiancée* on her knees for him in his office moments later. I squeezed my eyes shut, but it was useless. The image was burned into my skull, playing in my mind like a curse. His head tilted back, her hands gripping his thighs, *his* groan of pleasure—disgust clawed at my chest, bile rising in my throat again. My wolf whimpered, retreating into the depths of my mind, wounded. And I hated myself for feeling that pain. I should’ve known. I *did* know. Dylan Gasper was playing with me—making me believe I mattered. And I fell for it like a goddamn fool. Pathetic, Kara.I wa
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The ride back home was silent, each of them lost in their own thoughts. Kara stared out the window, her mind in a frenzy of emotions. "You're home," Rodrigo’s voice pulled her back to the present. She blinked, realizing the car had stopped. Without a word, she pushed the door open and stepped out, but before she could walk away, Rodrigo called after her. "Sweet Kara, you are strong. You will overcome this storm ahead of you. I believe in you." Something in his voice made her chest tighten. She turned to him, her throat dry. "Thank you, Rodrigo. For everything," she whispered. She knew it now—her life was in danger. ASA wanted her eliminated. They would stop at nothing to silence her. At least she was safe here, for now. The apartment given to her by her new employers was deep within New Age Pack’s territory. They wouldn’t dare touch her here. After a hot shower, she collapsed onto her bed, naked, the heat of the water still clinging to her skin. Her body was exhausted, but
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Kara jolted awake to the sharp ringing of her phone, her breath hitching as she reached for the vibrating device on the nightstand. "Hello," she mumbled without checking the caller ID. "Hey, how are you?" That voice. Her body tensed as she pulled the phone away, staring at the screen in disbelief before bringing it back to her ear. "Are you there?" Dylan’s voice came again, smooth yet edged with something unreadable. "Uh—yeah, I’m here. I'm... fine," she answered hastily, her voice still thick with sleep. "I wanted to check on you," he said, his tone unreadable. "You're my employee now, which makes you my responsibility." Kara scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I appreciate your concern, but I’m fine, sir." A low growl rumbled through the phone. "Do not call me that," he said through gritted teeth. "At least not when we're outside the office." A slow smirk played on her lips. "Oh? So you want me to call you by your name, sir?" She bit her lip to stifle a giggle. "Fuck
